09-16-2009, 02:06 PM
Alex gave a nod, and bowed his head. "My apologies. If you want, I could try and cast a few spells to deal with the smell."
As the man left, the wizard looked Lillia, and she could see into his eyes, and saw he had something heavy on his mind. He placed his hands on Lillia's shoulders, before hugging her, snuggling close to her. Lillia....Do you mind if I confine in you, something I do not usually tell anyone? he asked her.
He let out a sigh and pulled back and looked at his hands. His Lillia was willing to listen to him, he would say, I'm afraid sometimes, Lillia. Afraid for you, and for me. You know me, and you know I am a kind Master, atleast I hope you do... Yet...there are times when...I can get so mad, so stressed out, so...dark, that I do horrible things. I did horrible things to that assassin, and not to say he may or may not have deserved it...I let my emotions get a hold of me. What would happen, if you or Rose or Neko made me mad? I don't want to....to lose you...
His eyes began to get wet, and Lillia could heard him sniffling. Lillia, my worst fear, is that those I love die, or that I die, and leave the ones I love, my slaves. If either of those things happened then...I would feel horrible. But the only thing worst, would to know that I....I killed my lovers.
Tears began to hit the ground, as Alex could feel the taint his actions left. His darkness. His evil, dark side. He looked at Lillia, his tears moving down his cheek. Lillia was seeing a rare side. His weak side. His sadness.
I can't stand the thought of the ones I love dying, or suffering, but I can't stand it even more to know the ones I loved die, because I killed them. There is an evil in me, and it scares me, Lillia. I lost control, a while ago, and now I have to maintain it. I can't let that part out of me....not again. Or who knows what will happen.... he cried.
He didn't even know why he was telling her this. She was a slave. Did she have any right to know this? Maybe, maybe not. But Alex was confining in her now. What she did, to counsel her Master, would be up to her.
As the man left, the wizard looked Lillia, and she could see into his eyes, and saw he had something heavy on his mind. He placed his hands on Lillia's shoulders, before hugging her, snuggling close to her. Lillia....Do you mind if I confine in you, something I do not usually tell anyone? he asked her.
He let out a sigh and pulled back and looked at his hands. His Lillia was willing to listen to him, he would say, I'm afraid sometimes, Lillia. Afraid for you, and for me. You know me, and you know I am a kind Master, atleast I hope you do... Yet...there are times when...I can get so mad, so stressed out, so...dark, that I do horrible things. I did horrible things to that assassin, and not to say he may or may not have deserved it...I let my emotions get a hold of me. What would happen, if you or Rose or Neko made me mad? I don't want to....to lose you...
His eyes began to get wet, and Lillia could heard him sniffling. Lillia, my worst fear, is that those I love die, or that I die, and leave the ones I love, my slaves. If either of those things happened then...I would feel horrible. But the only thing worst, would to know that I....I killed my lovers.
Tears began to hit the ground, as Alex could feel the taint his actions left. His darkness. His evil, dark side. He looked at Lillia, his tears moving down his cheek. Lillia was seeing a rare side. His weak side. His sadness.
I can't stand the thought of the ones I love dying, or suffering, but I can't stand it even more to know the ones I loved die, because I killed them. There is an evil in me, and it scares me, Lillia. I lost control, a while ago, and now I have to maintain it. I can't let that part out of me....not again. Or who knows what will happen.... he cried.
He didn't even know why he was telling her this. She was a slave. Did she have any right to know this? Maybe, maybe not. But Alex was confining in her now. What she did, to counsel her Master, would be up to her.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.